Walk A Little Slower
It’s Thursday, June 17, 2004 and we’re just a few hours away from leaving for our trip for California. Peyton gave me an early Father’s day present, a laminated sheet entitled footprints with her actual footprint on it and it’s so nice I’m going to read it.
Walk a little slower daddy said a child so small I’m falling in your footsteps and I don’t want to fall,
Sometimes your steps are very fast sometimes they’re hard to see,
So walk a little slower daddy for you are leading me.
Someday when I’m all grown up like you, I will have a little child who’ll want to follow me.
And I would want to lead just right and know that I was true,
So walk a little slower daddy for I must follow you.
I just kissed and hugged Peyton goodbye this morning and she was probably the only one in the family who was in a good mood. We’re all so hurried that it’s easy to let the little things stress us out.
The trip to California should indeed be a lot of fun. I haven’t seen those people in so long that they’re excited about seeing me and I’m excited about seeing them. And as long as Robert takes his Ritalin he’ll have a good time as well. Drugs are an amazing thing. I have no problem saying that some drugs make our life easier, better and more productive. I know we’re supposed to be drug-free and all that. Tell that to someone suffering from a migraine. Or try to convince Peyton and me that we should tough it out when we’re having an asthma attack and not take our medication. That’s why I’m glad that Ritalin helps Robert, helps him enjoy what comes so easy for the rest of us.
This is a note to Milli: “I love you more than you’ll ever know. And I’m sorry for being such a nut. Waking up jealous was pretty ridiculous today but I think I was really concerned about the car more than you. I take my hat off to you sometimes for not strangling me.”
I hope you and Peyton stay safe while Robert and I are gone. This will be the longest we have been away from you. God forbid, if something happens to the plane, that is, a crazy terrorist group decides that they just have to bring down our plane, know that I love you both and Robert does too and we’ll be watching out for you and Peyton, just from a different place now.
Just for the record, whenever I do pass on to the great beyond, believe me if anyone ever tried to communicate with their loved ones here on Earth upon their demise, it will be me. And no one will try harder to continue to keep a close watch on your every move than me. That’s a comforting thought, huh, ha, ha? So in that case, always be on the lookout for signs, signs that I love you, signs that I’m trying to protect you and signs just to say hello.
I’d better cut this short since it’s nine o’clock and you’ll be here in two hours to pick us up and knowing me I’ll need every second of those two hours to get myself ready. Have a good weekend and I love you!
That was the weekend she started her affair. That was the weekend she ended ours.